Female Novel
Chapter 377 The Underground King Who was Humbled
Artist’s words were completely unsuited to the current situation.
Everyone was shell-shocked.
“Boss, what painting are you talking about…”
Willy was still moaning in pain.
“Shut up!”
Lyndall’s sharp gaze came into focus as he sternly interjected.
Then, after sweeping his gaze over Jack to make sure he wasn’t doing anything funny, he then turned
around to face Artist.
“Artist, let’s do it!”
What…
The others were completely stupefied. They were all rooted to the spot.
To what degree had Lyndall placed importance on Artist?
There were people coming to their compound looking to cause a ruckus, yet he could still maintain this
casual atmosphere?
From what they knew, the underground king of LD City was a ruthless and merciless being. Anything
could be his reason to shed blood on the scene!
They couldn’t understand why this high and mighty king would act so humbly in front of Artist.
Jack was a little stunned by what he saw too. Someone who could become the underground king
surely wouldn’t be a pushover.
Putting aside his means, this person would have to be extremely prideful and arrogant.
Seeing that his reputation was being challenged so blatantly yet he still prioritized Artist’s request, this
wasn’t just mere respect.
With Artist’s presence there, Jack was also not in a hurry.
“Alright.”
Artist gave a response before starting to work on the painting.
Under the shocking gaze of everyone, Lyndall didn’t show any bit of anxiety or anger. Instead, he was
standing near Artist as he admired his work.
In an instant, a huge transformation occurred on Lyndall’s face.
It was one of incredulity, and then he looked unbelievable.
Everyone on the scene could see clearly the myriad of emotions on his face, and everyone was worried
and alerted for no reason.
What had Artist painted?
Immediately, someone approached to take a closer look.
When that person saw the painting, he also had a drastic change of expression on his face.
On the white paper, there was a painting of a… pig!
There was no discernable meaning behind this painting. It was simply a straightforward painting.
With just a few strokes of his brush, a pig head was formed on the paper!
“Artist, what is this?”
Lyndall tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart as he probed doubtfully.
Artist lowered his head to blow away some remnants of the ink before raising the paper up and
presenting it to Lyndall.
“It was my pleasure to be acquainted with you, Lyndall. I hereby gift you this painting, to remind you not
to be as stupid as a pig!”
Lyndall felt a lighting had just pierced through his head. In an instant, his expression became hideous.
With that painting and his words, Artist was insulting him!
He was insulting the great underground king without any reservation in front of so many people!
The others present clammed up without even daring to make any sound.
Artist was bold enough to insult the underground king, so naturally the king’s wrath would be…
“Y—You dare to curse at my big brother? I…”
Willy had a grotesque expression on his face, and the dried-up blood made him look even more
terrifying.
“Shut up!”
Lyndall turned around and roared, and his eyes were now covered in a dark shade.
At the same time, Artist stood in front of him and made a gesture with his fists before heading outside.
“Artist…”
Lyndall was completely lost.
Artist raised up his hand to stop him from saying anything further. He muttered faintly, “It’s for you to
admire.”
“I…” Lyndall was at a loss for words.
The next moment, while being watched by everyone, Artist walked to the front of Jack, and immediately
his cold face was replaced with a warm smile. He gestured with his fists as he called out, “My nephew,
how is Amber doing?”
As if a lightning had just struck everyone there, Lyndall was completely stupefied by this scene.
His mouth was left agape, and his eyes had lost their focus.
Jack returned his greeting with his fists as he replied, “Everything is fine. Amber is pregnant just a while
ago.”
“Pregnancy? This is something worthy of celebration! Great! Do Steve and his wife learn of this yet?”
Artist looked obviously jubilant.
“They don’t know yet.” Jack shook his head. There were too many incidents lately, so he couldn’t make
any time to inform them.
“You need to tell them. If they learn of this, they will be so happy that they couldn’t fall asleep.”
Artist blinked and continued with his crisp loud voice, “Ask them to fly over. We can take this
opportunity to have an old friends’ reunion. We’ll have to toast to each other and drink to our hearts’novelbin
contents!”
“No, wait, since my niece is pregnant, and this is such an auspicious happening, I have to go back and
paint something to commemorate this special day and give it as a gift to her and the unborn baby.”
Jack watched Artist who was finally leaving.
He was really the leading authority, and with just a few moves, he was able to take care of everything
including dignities and solutions.
He had secretly helped Jack and at the same time saved Lyndall’s life.
The events unfolding in front of him was a brief one, but for Lyndall and the others there, it felt like a
long dream.
They then directed their gaze onto the painting in Lyndall’s hand, including Lyndall himself.
He had begged for a painting by a national treasure, yet what he got was a pig head painting which
was painted simply.
For Jack, he never spoke a word about it, yet the national treasure was willing to draw something
special and gave him as a gift.
Their treatment was so different as if this was heaven and earth!
“Sigh…”
Lyndall rubbed his temples while letting out a sigh which was infused with alcohol. A smile returned to
his face.
The others present felt their energy coming back to them.
Now that Artist had left, was it finally time… for their show?
Willy who was still lying on the ground even produced a menacing smile.
He was glancing at Jack, and then at Aiden and Lone Wolf, and his gaze told them that he was looking
at dead men.
Since he became Lyndall’s underling, he had never seen anyone who after defied Lyndall was still able
to stay alive!
Aiden and Lone Wolf had a very calm expression on their faces.
“The fight won’ happen.”
Aiden smiled meaningfully while muttering something by Lone Wolf’s ears.
The moment he finished saying that, Lyndall suddenly asked, “Are you here to capture that land?”
“Precisely.”
Jack nodded while pointing at Willy, “My men wanted to have a talk with you guys, yet your dog has
bitten one of my men.”
“Nonsense!”
Willy shouted angrily.
The moment he shouted, Lyndall suddenly said with a mellow expression, “I’m sorry for giving you such
trouble. That piece of land is now yours!”
His tone was so gentle and calm that there was no sign of anger at all.
His meaning was direct and straightforward without any sign of hesitation.
The others who heard this felt another strike of lighting falling upon them. They almost couldn’t believe
their eyes.
What had happened?
What was actually going on?
This was not how an underground king should act!
Everyone who was present there were big shots in LD City, and they had all seen Lyndall’s mighty
demeanour.
However, the current Lyndall was a far cry from his usual image!
In an instant, everyone was rooted to the spot, with a dumbfounded expression on their faces.
“Boss, what do you…” Willy started to roar with confusion written all over his face.
He had never seen Lyndall being so humble! Yes, he was way too humble!
“Shut up! You useless dog, get lost!”
Lyndall roared, and then he waved towards the stupefied crowd, “You guys can leave now. I will make
another banquet and invite you again.”
“Thank you.”
Jack simply smiled and then he turned around and left.
After everyone had finally left only did Lyndall turned around and looked at the direction of the door.
Then, the next moment, he collapsed to a chair.
Beads of sweat started to form on his forehead silently.
In order to become the underground king, he was very scheming and strategic. No mere mortal could
rival him in that aspect.
Artist’s painting and words looked and sounded like he was insulting him in the eyes of the untrained.
Yet, he could discern that this was none other than a warning!
Artist was helping him!
The leading authority in world wide even spared some face to remind him, which to him was already
very respectful.
The national treasure had such a close relationship with Jack, and on the other hand he had to improve
their relationship by inviting him to a feast. He could see very clearly the difference in their positions.
Most importantly, in the conversation between Artist and Jack, there were important points hidden
within their harmless words.
Lyndall was able to make the connection and recall a rising star in the next city. He was an existence
that stirred up a storm no matter where he went.
He was truly the local tyrant.
Jack… was the real deal!